Having finished the month of July about as far behind on my internet reading and catching up as I entered it [Thanks, connectivity issues, you've been sooo helpful!] I am leaving for a family get-together in Maine. Here's hoping I get back feeling more rested, because these past two weeks have been just insane.

On an unrelated topic, three separate people this week told me what a wonderful person I was for raising my two adopted daughters. This is so wrong on so many levels. The foster care/adoption system gave me a precious, precious gift. Twice. It did not impose a burden on me or set me another cross to bear. If I thought that way about it, then they should take them back, and give them to someone who can share their lives with them joyfully! Yes, they suck up a lot of my time, care, attention, and money, but so did my two older kids, and nobody thanked me for being saintly enough to conceive and raise them! I like kids and want them to be strong and healthy in body, mind, and spirit. Shouldn't this be the only reason for chosing to have children, regardless of how they enter the home? And if it is a pleasure, then surely one is not saintly to decide to do it!

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hear hear to rant. I'll be honest and say I've had neither, but my sister in law did and the attitude (which she tends to have) makes me bloody furious. talk about screwing with the poor kid's head even more than her birth parents did.